Three Months!

Cale turned three months old today! Cale woke up this morning about 2 hours after his exact birthday (meaning he cried quietly for me about 5 AM). While carrying him, I noticed that I was holding him low, with my highest hand just on his lower back. And Cale wasn't leaning into me; he was sitting upright in my other hand, unsupported. So he has much better trunk and neck control now, at least when he's fully awake. He even turned around to see where we were going once we were almost there, so he also has a good awareness of his surroundings.

I noticed this morning that his face looks more mature to me now. I think I can see glimpses now of what he'll look like later; he doesn't look just like a baby. Karston's dark hair fell out and grew back blond; Cale's hair is getting lighter so I suspect he has my photosensitive hair.

Cale added a new "word" this evening. He has said oo-ga a few times before and has been absolutely delighted when I repeat it back to him, but this evening he said ahg-ee. I said it back to him, and he laughed, so I kept saying it while tickling his belly, and he kept laughing ...

Cale started laughing more this week. His laugh still sounds unusual (you can tell an infant larynx isn't in the same place as an adult larynx, but it's in a good place for feeding without choking), but instead of a ha-ha, I've been able to coax him into laughing much longer twice this week. In fact, this evening he laughed so much about ahg-ee that he got hiccoughs! Nothing beats the pure goodness of a baby's laughter.

Of course he's getting bigger. He weighed 14 pounds a couple weeks ago, and he's now wearing size 2-3 diapers because size 2 is now a bit tight. It helps to look back, so see how much he has grown up already!

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Too White

Yesterday, Karston wouldn't eat jasmine rice for dinner, after asking for rice, because it was too white. (He likes rice from our Mexican restaurants and brown rice.) This evening, he also complained that vanilla ice cream was too white, but I started feeding it to him anyway. In no time, I was getting seconds on vanilla ice cream for him. When it's ice cream, he doesn't cry too white for too long.

Karston also danced just a little while the live blues band played, mostly with a little girl named Sophia. They had more fun with high five, though.

Cale got a very mild case, but his first sunburn. He kept lolling his head over to the side, and Daddy had a hard time protecting Cale with a sun hat when he put his head that far over. His neck must not get sore from this because he does it all the time. Cale's been remarkably agreeable (his usual self) for having a sun burn on his face.